Qin Yao, that pretty boy keeps staring at me—do you think he’s trying to hit on me?
Inside the volleyball court.
The girl, built like a gorilla, lowered her head shyly as she spoke.
"Lijuan, who’s been staring at you?"
Qin Yao wiped her sweat and teased, then curiously glanced in the direction Zhou Lijuan had indicated. Instantly, her eyes sparkled with delight.
Over there stood An Yi, Bai Xiu, and their two other dormmates.
"He actually came to school today!"
A joyful smile spread across Qin Yao’s face—but then it froze.
Wait. Zhou Lijuan said some pretty boy had been staring at her.
Qin Yao’s beautiful eyes narrowed with suspicion.
She knew all four guys from An Yi’s dorm.
Qin Shan was tall and muscular, with rough features—nicknamed "Gorilla." Just the name alone ruled him out as a "pretty boy."
Liu Dachao stood around 5'7", wore glasses, and exuded a sleazy vibe from head to toe.
Bai Xiu wasn’t bad-looking, but after two months of not eating or drinking, he’d withered into a skeletal figure—sunken cheeks, sickly pallor, and weak limbs. Plus, his eyes kept darting around at girls!
So, by comparison, An Yi stood out like a shining star—handsome, charming, with a roguish handsomeness that made even his wandering gaze seem cool.
Nearby, a few girls blushed as they stole glances at him, too shy to ask for his number.
No surprise there. In just a month, An Yi’s charm stat had jumped from 8.3 to 9.0.
His looks were now at a level where girls on the street would turn their heads for a second look.
"Yao Yao, he won’t stop staring! I can’t even focus on volleyball!"
Zhou Lijuan’s face burned red as she spoke.
Qin Yao grinned, her tone sweet yet menacing. "Don’t worry, his eyes must be acting up. I’ll pluck them out later and wash them for him!"
"Ahh! So annoying! Why is he still looking?!"
Zhou Lijuan stomped her foot, her face now fully crimson.
Qin Yao frowned, sensing something off.
Because right now, An Yi’s gaze was locked in a heated standoff with Lin Chen—sparks flying, as if they were about to throw down. He wasn’t even glancing their way.
"Uh, Lijuan… which pretty boy are you talking about?"
Zhou Lijuan pointed at Qin Shan, bashful. "Him! He’s been staring at me the whole time! Made me mess up so many plays!"
Qin Yao: "..."
This girl clearly had a very different definition of "pretty boy."
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In the spectator stands.
An Yi turned to Bai Xiu with utmost seriousness. "Lao Bai, tell me your life goals. I’ll make them happen."
"I want to sleep," Bai Xiu mumbled weakly.
"That doesn’t count!"
"I crave tits!" Bai Xiu grinned.
An Yi nodded solemnly. "Done. Tonight, we hit the club—full VIP package."
"Wait, why are you suddenly so eager?"
Bai Xiu frowned.
Even for a bro, this was too much. It’s not like I’m your future brother-in-law!
An Yi leaned in. "You wanna work under me?"
"Sure, if you’re a capitalist pig." Bai Xiu yawned.
The word "capitalist" made An Yi pause.
With his current net worth in the millions, he probably qualified.
In just a month, he’d gone from drowning in debt to stacking millions—a terrifying pace.
But An Yi knew the truth:
Small wealth? That’s on you.
Big wealth? That’s on capital.
Relying on healing people for tips, or "redistributing wealth" from criminal dens (ahem, upholding justice), plus exploiting the Demon Fund’s loopholes—it all added up.
But it was exhausting.
For the ultra-rich, a billion was just a "small target."
But for him? Even working 24/7 might not cut it.
He knew how hard-earned his current millions were.
And not every day offered a chance to raid a gang’s hideout. The risks were high.
The Xia Kingdom was full of elites—he wasn’t arrogant enough to think himself invincible.
To hit those billion-dollar targets, he needed his own empire.
And the An Corporation would be his foundation.
Being a big boss, raking in cash while living the high life—now that was the dream.
An Yi thought for a moment. "How about this—monthly salary of 100k. Work for me."
Bai Xiu’s drowsy eyes snapped wide. "You serious? 100k?!"
Even as top graduates of Donghai University, a six-figure monthly salary straight out of college was insane.
An Yi smirked. "You know me—I keep my word."
Bai Xiu shrugged. "Fine. If you can actually pay me 100k a month, I’m in."
Ding!
[Potential] Son of Destiny (Bai Xiu) detected. Add to faction?
An Yi hesitated, tapping "No" for now.
His destiny points weren’t maxed yet—too soon to recruit.
Still, he was thrilled. Now that’s what I call a bro! Didn’t even need to bribe him with women!
Unlike that stubborn soldier over there.
His gaze drifted to Lin Chen, who happened to glance back, scowling.
Why’s this loser staring at me instead of the game?
Beside them, Liu Dachao grinned. "100k a month? Sweet. Take me with you, Yi-ge."
Ding!
[Cloud Hands] Liu Dachao requests recruitment. Accept?
An Yi blinked.
The system was picky.
Ordinary recruits? No notifications—like Ding Renfeng or Yao Ji.
But those who triggered alerts? They were special.
So far, only a few had: the Gourd Immortal, [Iron Arhat] Long, and [Blood Arhat] Hu.
Now Liu Dachao had a title too—Cloud Hands?
An Yi had a similar skill, Thieving Hands—basically pickpocketing.
What the hell was Cloud Hands?
Iron Palm Drifting on Milk?
Not to be outdone, Qin Shan chimed in. "Me too! I want 100k!"
Ding!
[Cannon Fist] Qin Shan requests recruitment. Accept?
An Yi’s lips twitched. Even Qin Shan was special?
Then again, all three dormmates had their quirks.
Qin Shan and Liu Dachao’s physical abilities far surpassed normal people’s.
Back when they first moved in, An Yi wasn’t even sure he could take them in a fight. Bai Xiu had seemed the most ordinary.
But after his hibernation, Bai Xiu unlocked cheat mode, even entering the Potential Son of Destiny tier.
Now was the perfect time to recruit.
An Yi cleared his throat and swiftly tapped Accept on the system prompts. "100k a month? Done. You’re all hired."
"Pfft—you couldn’t even afford dorm fees!" Liu Dachao rolled his eyes.
Back then, An Yi had left the dorm because he couldn’t pay—insisting on moving to a "free" rental.
And now he was talking about six-figure salaries?
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
